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Car Thief


  • The main sample for Car Thief is from "Rien Ne Va Plus" by Funk Factory
  • Funkadelic - "I Bet You"
  • The drum right after "Hurdy Gurdy Man" is from the Dononvan Leitch song "Hurdy Gurdy Man" from the album of the same title
  • "I’m a farmer" bit is from the "Woodstock" soundtrack, the voice is of Max Yasgur


  • Lotto - New York State Lottery
  • The Godfather of Soul is in the Belly of the Beast - refers to James Brown in jail
  • "In The Belly of the Beast" - is book written by prison writer Jack Henry Abbott. He was discovered by Norman Mailer and his book was a best-seller. He was released from prison shortly after publication, but returned after he stabbed a waiter to death. He recently committed suicide.
  • St. Anthony’s Feast - Summer Festival in NYC
  • Space cake cookies - hash cakes often eaten in the hash bars in Amsterdam
  • Hurdy Gurdy Man - song by Donovan Leitch (father of Ione Skye, Ad-Rock’s wife)
  • "...I had to deal with a money hungry mieser had a ’caine filled Kool with my man Russ Rush" - reference to Def jam owner Russell "Rush" Simmons, also owner of Rush Artist Management
  • Ricky Powell - longtime Beastie Boy friend
  • "Nose candy on the Bowie coke mirror" - David Bowie
  • "Mookies gonna kick your fuckin ass" - Mookie was head of security on the Licensed To Ill tour


Some static started in the pool hall
In a motherfucker’s face with the cue ball
Then I met this girl she tried to gank me
So I smacked her in the pocket with M.C. Plank Bee
Me and my crew out breaking windows
The bingo the lotto you know I’ll never win those
Possession is half the law
I had my routines before all y’all
Your whole life is coming apart at the seams
You ain’t nothing but a car thief biting routines
I’m a city slicker I ain’t no townie
Right now I wish I had another hash brownie
Like Ricky always said you’ve got to toke and pass
Or Mookie’s gonna kick your fuckin’ ass
You try to take what isn’t yours like a God damn rat
*See personally I wouldn’t want to go out like that*
I’m a writer a poet a genius I know it
I don’t buy cheeba I grow it *I’m a farmer*
People always trying to get next to me
I had a beautiful experience on Ecstasy
Smoked up a bag of elephant tranquilizer
Because I had to deal with a money hungry miser
Had a caine filled Kool with my man Rush Rush
Saw my teeth fall in the sink when I started to brush
You be doing nose candy on the Bowie Coke Mirror
My girl asked for some but I pretended not to hear her
You can’t deny me you always want to try me
You’re just gonna get your ass kicked
Homeboy throw in the towel
Your girl got dicked by Ricky Powell
The Godfather of Soul is in the belly of the beast
For smoking that dust at St. Anthony’s Feast
Sometimes you’ve got to let someone trip on their own shoelace before you tell them to tie their shoe
All the wife beaters and all the tax cheaters
Sitting in the White House pulling their peters
Buy me cheeba from the cop down the street
The only cop with a rope chain walking the beat
Like a sneaky pouch time bomb tickin’
Like the beat to my rhyme just kickin’
Space cake cookies I discover who I am
I’m a dusted old bummy Hurdy Gurdy Man
Five-O caught me now I’m going to the mountains
Said good-bye to my girl my lawyers and accountants
My mind is kinda rhymin and I think I oughta think
So I’m rockin all the rhymes and I’ll have another drink
So the lights are flashing my mind is spinning
I feel like it is always the beginning
Of another rhyme I’m rapping M.C.’ing I rock
You ain’t nothing but a car thief who must be stopped